Job's Sad Song (borrowed from Joni Mitchell)
Joni Mitchell from The Sire of Sorrow (Job's Sad Song) (written by Joni Mitchell)Let me speak, let me spit out my bitterness --
Born of grief and nights without sleep and festering flesh
Do you have eyes?
Do you see like mankind sees?
Why have you soured and curdled me?
Oh you tireless watcher! What have I done to you?
That you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true?
I noticed the animosity in my entry and I just had to get out. So after washing dishes, part of my job here at home while we are without help, I went out to Quezon City and had my hair braided. I can't stand having to pony-tail, pig-tail, clip or put a hair band my hair here at home just to

I also did some groceries today. There are a lot of stuff we are lacking at home and I went off to buy them. Fun, fun, fun. I agree with Datu -- shopping for groceries is therapeutic. You get to release a lot of steam when you're there, trying to figure out what the house needs and filling it up. It certainly solves a lot of problems, solving problems of the home. I bought eggs, sugar, creamer, butter, salt, cooking oil, raisins and oatmeal. I bought some more canned goods, just in case, and for the hell of it, bought St. Ives acne control face thingie for myself.

3 Comments:
hey you got them! they look great! :)
wow! you look just grrrreat!
oooooh corn rows
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